Wedding Bells in Koror

June 14th will be the anniversary date that Caryl and Annabelle Selorio will celebrate for hopefully many wonderful years to come. It was my privilege to officiate their traditionally Filipino wedding this past Saturday. About one hundred friends from church and community joined us for the celebration. God's blessing to you both, Caryl and Annabelle!

Ok. so now we have a dozen or so new faces on our small island of Palau. They hail from Germany, Guam, Yap, and Chuuk. They have come to be instruments of grace and truth in God's powerful hand. If you're the prayin' kind, please lift these students and their leaders before the throne of God as they serve the folks here in Palau.
Ned & Marisol
Dave & Anette
Chris
Moni
Sarah
Jonathan
Nico
Lee
Stella
Percia
Manuel
Elilai
Tanja

Kmal mesaul
RRW

Why Is Carp Island Named Carp Island?

Monday morning Andrew and I boarded the awaiting 30ft. tourist boat loaded with folks from Korea, Japan, and(America--us). Ron was our pilot, a true Palauan who happened to be a dive instructor as well. The fifty minute trip South took us over the smoothest water I've yet experienced here in Palau. Calm seas makes for an easy time on the aging back. Our destination? Carp Island. This is a small (maybe 1 km. across) star-shaped island very close to the historical island of Peliliu, where the major WWII battle of Palau was fought. The attraction: Pristine tropical setting, silence, simplicity, and...great snorkeling! An hour's walk at low tide across the tidal flats brought us to a "drop off" called "Turtle Cove." At low tide one can almost sit on the reef and dangle their feet and fins off the edge of the cliff that extends for who-knows-how-deep of a drop into the dark blue Pacific.

We saw thousands of tropical fish ranging from the smallest and most brilliantly colored to the meter-long white-tip reef shark that shadowed us for almost an hour. We also saw a really husky barracuda that paid its respects as it passed by. Andrew encountered an entire school of squid while I happened to spot a huge Napoleon Ras.

The overnight trip was a much needed break from the noise and craziness that Koror seems to relentlessly offer. So, with sunburned skin and recharged batteries, we made our way back North with the same group of Asian shipmates the following day.

If you come to visit, I promise a trip to Turtle Cove!

Why is Carp Island named Carp Island? I have no idea.